Posts from ☀️ Arselia and Akonia Auto-translated

- Don't get upset, Ravenage Lord. The Abbot is a man of conviction, and there is some truth in his words. I warned you that your reputation and actions would eventually turn against you, and this is that moment.
- And yet... - he turns his gaze back to the priest. - In my life, I have encountered various forms of religious beliefs that are based on hatred, and this always leads to tragedy for ordinary people. But as far as I know, the foundation of your beliefs is based on a constructive principle - I don't see how the opposite is possible when you revere the planet itself and its nature in all its created glory, and strive to protect it from destruction. You will, of course, say that I am being deceitful with malicious intent, but my native culture is immeasurably closer to yours in this regard. As you can see, I have no intention of harming you or anyone else. You will find nothing taken by me, no string of enslaved people behind my back, not a single lost soul. In my view - and it may differ from yours - a spiritual person is a judge of character, capable of distinguishing truth from falsehood. His faith is not a long, straight corridor, but a beacon of virtue in difficult times. This is why he is able to find a way where it would be difficult for others, help those in need, give sound advice, and guide the lost onto the right path. Therefore, actions and facts are more important than prejudices. Allow me to ask you a simple hypothetical question - suppose I find myself in a situation with a person walking towards me on a narrow street. We will apologize and step aside, and this action will protect him from the horse-drawn carriage that would accidentally hit him if he had hesitated for a few seconds. Let's even assume that I immediately cut my veins and set myself on fire, and my malevolent presence in this world fades away. Would you prefer this scenario to one in which I am not here at all, and this person becomes a victim of chance? I ask this not to "trap" you, Abbot. Please, I need to understand this in order to determine the extent of the evil I am in your eyes. Perhaps I will jump out of a hot air balloon.

- When crafting weapons, the blacksmith or his client may convince themselves and others that they are doing so to protect lives or for some other good purpose, but the fundamental essence will not change, because when stripped bare, anyone will see that the primary function of a weapon is to maim and kill. You, being a similar entity, pose the same threat, especially since you have no master and are left to your own devices. Your hypothetical question is easily refuted by the reverse assumption - what if, in the situation you described, it is you who cause the death of this person? Given how much chaos and suffering the celestials and those like them have brought into this world, this scenario seems more likely to me than yours. And therefore...
- "Scenario"? - Releasing the hilt of the dagger, the Lord firmly, but not painfully, took Aiyano's hand in his. - What nonsense... There is no need to "assume" and invent anything when there is real life and facts based on events that have already taken place. You clerics all preach about protecting this world, about how you care about the fate of the children of Anuzish, so listen to her son! Aiyano's appearance on this earth is the brightest event in my life. She showed me how beautiful the most ordinary moments in life can be. Thanks to her, I learned that there are wonderful things that cannot be obtained by force, and yet I still want to strive for them with all my soul. From her sad gaze, which sometimes flashes across her face, I feel a hole in my chest - I want to make her happy, but I don't know how. And yet I know that she, more than anyone else, condemns what you, people of the church, call immoral, fights against evil, and defends all that is good, as it surely was in her native world, and now here too. The whole world may turn against her, but I will always be on her side. Yes, this is definitely because I love Aiyano to the depths of my black soul, I love her so much that I don't know what to do with it! But it is not just me; ask anyone who knows her, and you will only hear good things. Just walk around this city, and if that's not enough, fly to the capital of the empire.
After thinking for a moment, Bruno puts away his rapier.
- Very well, let's say you two have convinced me. I am willing to tolerate your presence in these sacred halls, so be it, but you, - he turns to Aiyano, unwilling to call her by name, - will have to remind me of the purpose of your visit, otherwise, during these emotional exchanges, I have already forgotten about it.

But it's not just me; ask anyone who knows her, and you'll only hear good things.

Bruno needs only a minute of conversation with her to realize that her opinion shouldn't be taken into account.

/Bruno gave in too easily. He could have countered that this is a long-term plan to break all these people: first, gain their trust by pretending to be kind, and then... then eat the cherry on top of their cake, muahaha. /

Guyon woke up. It was dark. The light of the stars barely penetrated through the drawn curtains. The only sound was the even breathing of Beata, who was lying next to him. Everything was quiet and peaceful. He tried to fall back asleep, but couldn't. Images from his past kept flashing through his mind. Horrible memories of what he had done to please his mistresses. Apparently, some of these things he was ordered to forget; he preferred to get rid of others on his own. And now, unrestrained by anything, these episodes burst out, poisoning his sleep. He tried to drive these thoughts back into the darkest depths of his memory, but with little success. Several particularly repulsive moments flashed before his eyes. He almost threw up. As Eugene said, "Living in damnation"? Yes, that was definitely about him. And they also say that Beata is a sinner, a bandit, and a villain... For a brief moment, he wanted to end it all again, but... He looked at his beloved and thought. Perhaps he should tell her first. As if in response to his thoughts, Beata opened her eyes. "Why are you tossing and turning? It's night, go to sleep." "I... Sorry... I can't sleep..." "Hmm, why?" she sat up and looked at him worriedly. Guyon hesitated – should he tell her? Then he remembered her reaction when he tried to hide some painful moments. And he decided to tell the truth. "I remembered some... details... About what I did in Lower Lunaria..." "Like what?" Beata asked in a tone that brooked no argument. "Well..." As briefly and dryly as possible, he described a few of the less memorable moments, but judging by the grimace of disgust on Beata's face and the way she covered her mouth with her hand, that was enough. "Gods, what? They really made you do THAT?!" "And even worse, believe me, even worse..." "H-horrible... Maybe it really would have been better not to bring it up..." "Now I know what kind of person I really am. And you know. And I think..." He reached for the sword lying next to him. Beata sharply slapped his hand. "What's wrong with you?!" "After everything I've done, I don't know how I can look people in the eye! I don't want to... I don't want anything. I don't deserve to live." "You did. It was you." "Well..." "Guyosh, you're an idiot. I love you, but you're a rare kind of person who managed to live without a brain for over twenty years." "I..." "Remember what you told me tonight, huh? That I'm taking the blame for other people's crimes. Now use your head and think about what you're doing now." "This... I..." "I don't want to hear it. You've already described how the curse worked. You couldn't do anything, you just had to endure when they used you as they pleased. They forced you to do unimaginably vile things, and I understand that you haven't told me everything yet. No, I don't want to listen, I've had enough. But did you want to do it?" "No, of course not! But..." "Could you refuse?" "I don't think... I couldn't. I physically couldn't." "Well, that's all there is to it. If anyone is to blame, it's those pointy-eared bastards who come up with such brilliant ideas as... - she described in a few words what Guyon had told her, - I don't even know how such nonsense could come to mind and what's so fun about it." "Me too..." "Don't even think about blaming yourself for it. And the boss was right, let's leave the past in the past. You're a free man now, and you have the right to choose what to do, without regard to other people's opinions. It's time to start getting used to this." "You prepared me well," he smiled. "I tried. Now go to sleep. We have a lot to do tomorrow. If you have trouble sleeping, we'll visit the hospital or buy some pills. You're very strong, but there's nothing wrong with a little help." She hugged Guyon tightly and, after a couple of minutes, fell asleep again. He followed her example. The rest of the night was without nightmares.

As for what exactly they did to Guyon during his enslavement in Lower Lunaria, something so terrible that it makes everything described earlier seem insignificant, I'll leave that to your imagination. Personally, I believe they forced him to watch Disney's "Star Wars" and publicly declare that the creators are geniuses and that everything was done correctly.

He was forced to watch the film adaptation of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy."

Bajena: Aiyano, you are my best friend! The most important person to me!
Aiyano: Relationship with Bajena -100

I'll quickly calculate the sweets for all Carneol players (except Astelli).

(except for Astell)

He portrayed Merel as envious of the new sword and deliberately ate his desserts in front of the girl.

Ayano: Attitude towards Bajen -100

mademoiselle Information...

He portrayed Merel, envious of the new sword, deliberately eating his desserts in front of the girl.

What a villain... I hope the curse works on something like that...

By the way, Beata's cooling potion disappeared; she didn't throw it away, so it should still be in her inventory. You can even give it to Guion along with the other supplies.
Damn, this idiot is carrying a bunch of canned goods around for some reason... Oh well, let him carry them.

Damn, this idiot is carrying a bunch of canned food around for some reason...

Just in case he gets hungry between lunch and dinner.